Burnt Angel
Romantic words are sharp
Your rose of a tear I kept years
Before I had the courage to drive the blade in
I drip my blood on your words
On your eternal love for another
Etching your ink deeper and deeper into my skin
Carving your love from the net you cast for muses in your past
How many goddesses of your soul has the moon shed light upon
Pray tell my dear poet
What are you chained to as you roam the earth seeking love
My heart is stilled in the night where magic sleeps
Buried in the winters past
Playing with your flame as you burn my scars
I lay bleeding to death reaching for the farthest star
You murder me with your confusion
Bury me not 6 feet under but in the deepest part of the earth
To remember her power
Dancing and dancing to spark light within chaos
While you play the orchestrator of divine silence
Why did the wind bring you to me
To draw me from my curse to bind me with your own
To look upon the mirror and see a wasted youth
A womb that killed the fruit with fear
I bleed all over what I keep you in my thoughts to be
My heart rages war with my mind
To destroy the shadows
Your love is a thousand prisons of blinding snow
Each locked with a love song to your muse
I smash the mirror of madness
Before the night swallows my dance and death consumes me
I surrender
To remember
A harp has the power to unleash heaven into hell
Caressing the strings of my heart as flames surround me
Burnt wings keep my body from turning into ash
I wish only
To see the face of the angel that protects me
Honorable Mention, Eye On Life Poetry Contest 2010-2011